Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
FREE WILL
"God does not force us to praise Him;
His glory is not diminished by our ignoring Him and remain in our persistent preoccupations.
Instead, we are diminished in our refusal to acknowledge, constantly, His awesome glory.
The skies are grayer, the challenges more daunting, the frustrations more grating each day we forget His dazzling splendor.
In the early quiet, express to Him your wonder at His magnificent greatness, His tender mercy, His boundless love, and see for yourself if His glory is surely somehow reflected in your praise." msj
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
CARBONDALE II
As a part of our trip to Carbondale, we attended a Piano and Oboe Recital presented by the Southern Illinois Music Festival. It was very enjoyable.
But what made this so very special is that it was presented at the United Methodist Church, which is the church my grandparents and my mother and her sister attended, and the church we always went to while in Carbondale.
Even more meaningful to me (and I think to Mike and Peggy too) is that it is the church where my Mom and Dad were married; and in fact it is where they met while Dad was attending school in Carbondale and living with his brother Fred's family.
This is a picture of the church taken on their wedding day, July 17, 1929
This is a
picture taken
Sunday.
Although it
looks very much
the same as
it did 80 years
ago; I wanted
you to see how
it has grown.
Grandmother,
Granddad and
Mom and Dad
would be so
pleased, as
am I.
"I will build my church, and the gates of hell will not overcome it." Jesus
Matthew 16:18
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE
My mother grew up in Carbondale, Illinois.
I have many fond memories of childhood visits to Grandmother and Granddaddy Holmes house on West Oak Street
We usually went there for Thankstgiving and Christmas, and my brother, Bob, and my cousin, Joy, would spend several weeks there each summer. We always had such a grand time.
For the past few
years I have had
a little empty place
in my heart that
was tugging me to
go to Carbondale
one more time...
just to remember.
Sunday, Mike and
Peggy took me there. We spent a while just
looking around, and they listened attentively
while I recalled those good times so long ago.
Here I am
holding a picture
taken in 1946, the
day that
Grandmother
left to move to
Cape.
This is how
it looked then.
Mother always
referred to it
as "408".
The empty spot is
all healed over.
More tomorrow...
Monday, June 15, 2009
NO NEED TO GILD
"Therefore to be possess'e with double pomp,
To guard a title that was rich before,
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw perfume on the violet,
To smooth the ice, or add another hue
Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light
To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess."
Salisbury, in Shakespeare's King John, 1595.